Shi Ge'er's body was still a little hot, his cheeks were abnormally red, and the child leaned his head against her chest listlessly.
Song Luan was anxious, but she could only wait for Zhao Chao to prepare the antipyretic medicine and send it to the kitchen to boil. She wanted to get some water to wipe Shi Ge'er's body, but Shi Ge'er was particularly clingy after he fell ill. He clenched her clothes tightly with his fingers and refused to let go. She shook her head and said, "Mom, I won't leave."
Song Luan's heart softened again, so she held him tightly and didn't let go. Fortunately, the antipyretic medicine was quickly boiled, and the dark medicine was still emitting hot steam. Song Luan held the boiling hot medicine bowl, blew it to cool it down a little, and then used the spoon to put it into Shi Ge'er's mouth.
The medicine smelled very bitter, but Shi Ge'er didn't cry or make a fuss, and didn't even frown. He swallowed it obediently.
He was fed most of the bitter medicine smoothly. Song Luan took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, looked at him distressedly, and asked, "Is the medicine bitter?"
Shige nodded, "It's bitter."
Is there any medicine that is not bitter?
Song Luan asked Nanny Lin to bring up some candied fruits. She coaxed Shi Ge'er, "Eat a few candied fruits and it won't be bitter anymore."
Shi Geer picked out exactly two from her palm and said, "Father said I can't eat too much. It will damage my teeth."
No matter how twisted Zhao Nanyu's personality was, Song Luan could not deny that he had indeed taught Shi Ge'er very well. He is well-behaved and sensible, and adults don't need to worry about him at all.
After giving him the medicine, the temperature on Shige'er's forehead went down a bit, not as high as before. Song Luan stuffed him into the quilt, pinching the four corners tightly, fearing that he would get cold. She pinched Shige'er's soft cheek and said, "Go to sleep."
Take the medicine and then have a good sleep, you will get better faster.
Shi Ge'er opened his big eyes, and his dark pupils followed her closely. He was reluctant to look away, nor to close his eyes. He refused to sleep.
Song Luan smiled, lowered her head with a gentle look, and asked, "Why don't you sleep?"
Normally, you would feel a little sleepy after taking the medicine.
Adults are more fragile when they are sick than usual, not to mention that Shi Ge'er is still a child. He is bound by etiquette and rules on a daily basis and dares not do or say anything out of the ordinary.
Shige'er stretched out his little arms from under the quilt and looked at Song Luan eagerly, "I want a hug."
His eyes were big and round. Song Luan couldn't resist the expectation and cautious pleading in his eyes. She simply took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed. Shi Ge'er hugged her neck and smiled sweetly at her.
Song Luan seldom saw this child smile. He usually had no expression on his face. He would say good things about whatever she said. He was so well-behaved that it made people feel distressed.
Song Luan patted his shoulder gently and asked, "Can't you sleep?"
Shige'er's mind was still a little groggy, and he answered in a baby voice with a strong nasal tone, "Hmmmm."
In the past, when his mother didn't like him, Shi Ge'er had almost never been hugged by her, had never slept with her, and had never been taken care of as carefully as he was today.
Later, his mother treated him better and better, and he was happy, but still felt unsatisfied. Because Shi Ge'er gets to see his mother very rarely.
Except for having lunch with his mother every day, he spent most of the rest of his time in the front yard. Shi Ge'er could see that although his father loved him, he didn't like him sleeping with his mother.
Moreover, my uncle said that he is now a big boy of four years old. When my uncle was four years old, he also moved to the front yard and left early. No one in the family is as attached to his mother as he is.
Song Luan thought for a moment and said, "Then how about I tell you a story?"
Shi Geer looked at her with his bright eyes, "Okay."
Song Luan didn't know what kind of story he wanted to hear, so he picked out a few familiar stories and told them to him, "Once upon a time, there was a temple with three monks. One day, the master asked the three of them to fetch water together..."
Her voice was soft and her tone was gentle, and halfway through her speech the child in her arms had closed his eyes and fell asleep.
At night, Zhao Nanyu came back late, wrapped in coldness. He put away his cold aura when he walked to her door. He pushed open the door. The candlelight in the room was not bright, but dim, just enough to see what was inside.
Zhao Nanyu immediately spotted Song Luan sitting in front of the dressing mirror taking off her hair ornaments. She walked over quietly and asked, "Is Shige ill?"
As soon as he came back, Nanny Lin told him about this.
Song Luan was stunned, then nodded and said, "Yes, I had a fever, it was severe, and I just took some medicine and fell asleep."
Zhao Nanyu frowned, "In your room?"
"Yes." Song Luan turned around and had to crane her neck to see his face clearly. Zhao Nanyu was standing with the light behind him, his facial features hidden in the dim light, his jaw line was tight and a little cold and hard.
She mustered up her courage and said slowly, "I want to bring Shige to live with me."
Song Luan had already prepared herself for the fact that Zhao Nanyu would not agree to her request. After all, she had abused the child in the past, beating and scolding him at every turn, and whipping him with a rattan stick. Moreover, the original owner had not given him food the day before she traveled through time.
So even though Song Luan now knows that Zhao Nanyu likes her a little bit, she doesn't think he would be willing to hand the child over to her.
As expected, Zhao Nanyu did not agree.
"No." He said these four words in a firm and decisive manner, sounding as if there was no room for maneuver. But the reason why Zhao Nanyu refused was not what Song Luan thought.
Song Luan opened her mouth and tried to lower her tone, "I know... I wasn't very nice to Shi Ge'er before, but I won't be like that now. I will definitely take good care of him. And think about it, he's still young, and you're busy, so you can't always look after him, but I can! Can you just trust me this time?"
Zhao Nanyu looked at her deeply, then shook his head slowly, unmoved. "He's not a child anymore. When I was his age, I didn't have a father or a mother. You're spoiling him like this, and it's not good for him."
Song Luan had a headache and felt that she couldn't explain it clearly to Zhao Nanyu for the time being.
"I won't spoil him! You are misinterpreting my meaning!"
Zhao Nanyu raised his eyebrows. Indeed, he said that on purpose. Shige'er's character has been well-cultivated. Even if Song Luan wants to spoil the child, Shige'er will be very self-disciplined and restrain himself.
Zhao Nanyu just felt that if Shi Ge'er was brought to her, it would definitely occupy all of Song Luan's energy and attention. All her attention was on the child. Song Luan didn't really want to stay with him. There was never any love in her beautiful eyes when she looked at him.
Once Shi Ge'er came, he had nothing to do anymore.
"I didn't." After a pause, Zhao Nanyu coaxed her softly, "Okay, let's stop arguing. I will pick two more maids to serve Shi Ge'er. You don't have to worry."
Shi Ge'er has had a weak body since he was a child. He was deficient in the womb, so it is normal for him to have insufficient Qi and blood. He has been sick many times in the past four years. Zhao Nanyu has become accustomed to him being sick several times a year. He has taken great pains to take care of Shige'er's health over the years.
Song Luan blurted out, "He is my child, how can I not worry?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it.
Zhao Nanyu looked at her and sighed, compromising for once. "How about this, let Shige come and live with you on the days when he doesn't have school."
Song Luan has a natural fear in front of Zhao Nanyu. This fear may be because she knew the plot in advance and knew Zhao Nanyu's sinister and ruthless personality, but more importantly, it was the long-term contact that made her realize that Zhao Nanyu was indeed not easy to mess with.
She did not raise any more conditions and said in a muffled voice, "That's fine."
Illness comes like a mountain falling, and goes away like a thread being pulled.
Shi Ge'er's illness took a long time to recover. His fever went down but he started coughing again. After a few days, his throat became hoarse. Song Luan had no choice but to shamelessly call Zhao Chao over and ask him to prescribe a new prescription for him.
After Zhao Chao checked his pulse, his face darkened. He said sarcastically, "Shi'er is probably not my second sister-in-law's biological son, that's why she mistreats him again and again."
He obviously blamed Song Luan for this incident.
Song Luan was speechless, "I didn't."
"Forget it. What am I complaining about to my second sister-in-law?" Zhao Chao hurried to the pharmacy and got the medicine again himself.
Zhao Chao also looked at her with prejudice this time. If he was willing to think about it carefully, he would know that every time Shi Ge'er was sick, he had to go through a lot of trouble before he could get better.
Song Luan felt uncomfortable after being mocked by Zhao Chao, and there was a surge of anger in his chest that he couldn't let go. He didn't know if it was because he was angry with himself. Song Luan's face was frighteningly pale and he looked very haggard.
Zhao Chao boiled the medicine and brought it over personally. He watched Song Luan feed the medicine to Shi Ge'er before leaving. He stopped when passing by her. He stared at her silently for a long time, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Due to the sake of face, he did not ask what he wanted to ask.
Zhao Chao also found it strange. He had clearly seen with his own eyes that her complexion had improved a few days ago. He thought that nothing was wrong. How come her complexion had become so bad again in just over half a month?
Song Luan deviated from the original owner's plot line. Without punishment, it would only devour the vitality of this body to maintain the advancement of the plot, but even so, it was not enough to make Song Luan's body decay so quickly.
The "Tianqing" that Zhao Nanyu had injected into her body also gradually woke up, and the two factors combined led to the current situation.
Song Luan deliberately went into a cold war with Zhao Nanyu that time. This was something the original owner would do to Zhao Nanyu, so she accidentally maintained her character and her health gradually got better.
And all this happened silently. Song Luan doesn't understand all this yet, and is even unwilling to admit that his body is gradually deteriorating.
Perhaps because Shi Ge'er was sick, Zhao Nanyu came back very early that day. He stood by the door without saying a word, quietly watching Song Luan coaxing Shi Ge'er to take medicine in a gentle voice.
After feeding him the medicine, Song Luan walked out with the empty bowl. When she looked up, she saw Zhao Nanyu who had appeared out of nowhere. She felt a little stuffy in her chest and tried to walk towards him. Her voice was a little hoarse, "You're back."
Before Zhao Nanyu could say anything, Song Luan's legs suddenly went limp and she fell into his arms. Zhao Nanyu held her waist firmly.
Song Luan seemed to know what he wanted to ask. He smiled awkwardly and blocked his question in advance, "Sorry, I didn't stand firmly."
She broke free from his arms and was about to walk out, but her fair wrist was held tightly by Zhao Nanyu.
Song Luan trembled under his cold gaze. His strength was so great that her wrist must have been pinched red.
Song Luan stammered, "You hurt me."
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